Jiang Chaoxi pretended not to know anything, and showed the painting she had drawn to Mrs. Jiang with a smile: "Grandma, look at it, do you like it?"
When Mrs. Jiang saw the portrait, surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger: "Why did you draw this? Are you cursing me to death?"
"Grandma...I didn't..."
Jiang Chaoxi felt so wronged that his eyes were red.
She thought grandma would like the portrait she drew, but why did she curse her to death?
"Hmph, this kind of black and white portrait is only for dead people. I still want to live for a few more years, so take it and throw it away." Old Mrs. Jiang pushed it away in disgust.
The tea in the cup spilled onto the portrait, and the sketchbook got wet all over. Even the design draft Jiang Chaoxi had drawn earlier got wet.
Jiang Chaoxi held back tears, used a paper towel to dry the tea stains on the sketchbook, and then took the sketchbook to the garden to dry.
Looking at the time again, it's almost ten o'clock.
Jiang Zhesen also sent photos of the venue.
The college square was buzzing with people, and it felt like all the students in the school came to watch the game.
In Jiang Zhesen's photo, Jiang Chaoxi saw Jiang Luoluo. She was exquisitely dressed, had a decent smile, and was decked out in jewels. She was completely different from other contestants.
In Jiang Luoluo's body, we can see the confidence that he is bound to win.
She thought that if Jiang Chaoxi didn't come to participate in the competition, she would be able to secure first place.
Jiang Chaoxi smiled, took apart the sketchbook, and placed each page on the long table of the garden pavilion to dry.
In order to avoid being blown away by the wind, Jiang Chaoxi stayed nearby and pressed the wet part with a paper towel.
Not long after, Mrs. Jiang came out in a wheelchair.
Seeing Jiang Chaoxi sitting in the pavilion, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She was also worried that Jiang Chaoxi had returned to school and was anxious to come out to see him.
I was relieved to see that she hadn't left.
People who plagiarize are not eligible to participate in the competition.
Old Mrs. Jiang slid her wheelchair to the pavilion as if nothing had happened, and saw Jiang Chaoxi wiping her design draft.
Mrs. Jiang was suddenly attracted by the beautiful jewelry on the design draft.
It's almost like the real thing.
I don’t know how nice it would be if it were made into a real thing.
Jiang Chaoxi did not hide the design draft, but openly showed it to Mrs. Jiang.
Old Mrs. Jiang picked up all the design drafts and looked at them one by one. The more she looked at them, the more surprised she was. Is Jiang Chaoxi so good at drawing?
Why did her friends say that Jiang Chaoxi had no design talent at all? If it wasn't for her sake, they wouldn't want to accept Jiang Chaoxi.
Moreover, Jiang Luoluo also said that Jiang Chaoxi liked to plagiarize the most, either from her or from others.
Although Mrs. Jiang does not understand design, she has also seen the design drafts drawn by Jiang Luoluo. It is obvious that Jiang Luoluo's design drafts are not as good as Jiang Chaoxi's drawings!
Jiang Chaoxi saw the confusion in Mrs. Jiang's eyes and said calmly: "I originally planned to use these design drafts to participate in the queen-jewelry finals, but I don't need them now."
Let’s just produce it directly!
There are so many advantages and disadvantages to participating in the competition.
Jiang Chaoxi's cell phone suddenly rang.
It was an unknown caller. She answered the call, pressed the speakerphone button and put it aside. While answering the call, she was sorting out the design draft.
"Hello, who are you?"
"Jiang Chaoxi, why don't you come to the finals?"
It was Qi Zhengxuan's voice.
Jiang Chaoxi was a little surprised. She thought Qi Zhengxuan had returned to Italy.
After all, he is a busy man and cannot stay in the country for too long.
Jiang Chaoxi lazily replied: "I don't want to participate."
Her heart was already cold.
"Why don't you want to participate? You are so talented, Jiang Chaoxi, come and participate in the competition. With your strength, you will definitely win the championship."
Qi Zhengxuan was worried on the other end of the phone, but Jiang Chaoxi was in low spirits.
"Mr. Qi, I already told you that I don't want to participate in the competition. Thank you for your love. That's it. Goodbye!" Jiang Chaoxi hung up the phone.
Old Mrs. Jiang on the side listened to Qi Zhengxuan's words.
She suddenly became uneasy: "Xixi, who is the person who called you?"
"Qi Zhengxuan, the chief designer of Yunkai Group, the successor of Galeries Lafayette, is also the chief judge of this queen-jewelry competition."
Jiang Chaoxi briefly introduced Qi Zhengxuan.
Old Mrs. Jiang was stunned for a moment, so she was silent before saying, "It's because of Lu Yanting that he takes special care of you, right?"
"Of course not, he just likes my design and wants to invite me to Italy to design products for Kaya."
Jiang Chaoxi spoke in an understatement, but it refreshed Mrs. Jiang's understanding.
She always thought that Jiang Chaoxi was not good at painting, let alone designing, but it turned out that she was so good that even the chief designer of Yunkai Group admired her.
Old Mrs. Jiang said: "Tell that guy with the surname Qi and take Luoluo to Italy. Luoluo has always wanted to be a top designer and design products for luxury brands."
Jiang Chaoxi was speechless again.
Her grandma really thought about Jiang Luoluo in everything.
No matter what good thing happens, never forget Jiang Luoluo.
In order for Jiang Luoluo to win the championship, he even tricked his own granddaughter.
Fortunately, she didn't attach too much importance to this competition. If it were anyone else, she would probably be furious.
Jiang Chaoxi wetted the design draft page by page, let it dry for a while and strung it together.
Old Mrs. Jiang murmured: "Xixi, I didn't know you could draw so well before."
It's rare to hear grandma praise herself.
Jiang Chaoxi smiled and said nothing.
Mrs. Jiang asked again: "Grandma delayed your participation in the finals. Are you going to be angry with grandma?"
"Won't."
Although it is difficult to say sour words, Jiang Chaoxi decided to stir up emotion: "Grandma, you are much more important than the finals. You are willing to talk to me, which makes me happier than participating in the finals and winning awards."
Jiang Luoluo can say provocative words, and so can she.
The effect is indeed remarkable.
Mrs. Jiang already had a smile on her face.
"Xixi, is grandma so important to you?"
"Yes, it's very important. Grandma, it was my fault and ignorance that made you sad. Will you forgive me?"
While talking, Jiang Chaoxi walked to Old Mrs. Jiang and sat down, looking at Old Mrs. Jiang pitifully.
Old Mrs. Jiang sighed: "Xixi, grandma is not right either. She is always angry with you. Grandma just hopes that you can come back to spend more time with grandma and see grandma more..."
Mrs. Jiang's eyes were red and her voice was choked.
"Grandma, I'm sorry, I ignored you before...Grandma..."
Jiang Chaoxi's tears fell heavily, and he hugged Old Mrs. Jiang fiercely, already sobbing.
"Alas..." Old Mrs. Jiang patted Jiang Chaoxi's back: "Let's not quarrel in the future. Grandma will feel uncomfortable too."
After all, she is still her biological granddaughter, so it is impossible to really deny her.
Sometimes what I say is angry.
Jiang Chaoxi nodded vigorously: "No more quarrel, no more quarrel..."
"Oops..." Old Mrs. Jiang suddenly shouted: "Quick, call the driver and take you back to school to participate in the competition. It should be too late to go back now."